Nevada County picayune., 1887-07-20


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 And Phillips dark eyes flashed, and q wonderful light swept over his face. with the smile and bow he gave Carmie Browncll. while she gave a glance at both, but a smile to only one, as she dashed by.
 And the second time that day the fastidious Judson Galbraithe turned to look at a woman.
 He had quite forgotton her, how. ever, until he saw her that even ing in a little crowd in the large drawing room.
 Phillip Leicester was one of the crowd. and Galbraithe made his way towards them 10 be lntroduc- ed.
 She rose, smiling, gracious thor oughly d lady, with no pretense to girlishncsS. There were valley lilies at her belt, valley lilies in the soft lace at her throat, and valley lilies in the loose, low-coil. ed hair.
 Her eyes were clear. brave. ten der; her face one that changed with every thought, but was ever pure and true.
 The summer passed. as all sum, mers have a way of doing, and one night. when the season was al. most ended. Carmie Brownell stood upon the terrace in the moonlight, listening to the roar and moan of the waters.
 Judson Galbraithc found her theref looking like some still, rest. ful pictures; but she turned with her old smIle as he asked "Did you come to escape the crowd.H
 "No; for had the crowd been here l should have stayed, love the sea SO much. never dance. you know, and shall not be miss ed.'
 II missed you, and searched un- til l found yOu-drealhing.
 "Perhaps l am given to dream. ing: but to night 1 was thinking of my past lfe.'
 "Your past, like yrur present. is good to remember.'
 He spoke with a shade of bitter ness, for what did hers make his own careless, worldly one ap. pear!'
 II was only thinking of the start. ing point. Shall we return?'
 Not unless you wish it, for l have wanted to see you alone. but have not been able to do fo. You must know what 1t is have to tell, for no man can be with you without learning to love and re- spect you, My life is not wortey to offer, but yOu can make mo what you will Oh, Carmie. love you. love you! Will you say that you love me and will be my wite!"
 His face was pale with the great passion that thrilled his soul, his eyes were burning and bright as they searched her face for one tender look, and his haeds closed upon hers with a fierce, O'ermaS. teriny lirasp; but she was looking away from his face, beyond the liue of harbor lights and the very sea itself, as she answered slowly. "ls it myeeli or my hundred thou sand that you would marry"
 An the scorn and Snbdued feel. ings of those twelve years rang out in the clear, proud voice.
 "Yonrself, What do care for your wealth. Come to me pemni. less; but for your love, l wlll work for both; only tell me 1 can, dear est"
 Wait nutil repeat your words of twelve years ago. Let me show you how well remember. You said oi Carmie Brownell, Il poor ane frlendless girl, were she worth hundred thousand l would mar " her tomorrow l am worth il now, and you come saying that you love me. Had you said so then, the girl Carmie would have believed with faith the woman has not. l am glad yon didn't say this then, even if you cared for me, you did me a greater service, for after hearing your opinion'of me crept away. and after the first out break I dertermiued to make my